Port Lincoln

The Port Lincoln Tourist Park has to be one of the best caravan parks we’ve stayed at to date. The sites are huge, level, and well-spaced, offering great views of Spencer Gulf from most sites so we were pleased to be spending eight days there.

We used Port Lincoln as a base to explore the surrounds, and explore we did. We concentrated on the southern tip the Eyre Peninsula (with the odd trip inland) and it was quite lovely. Each bay, each beach, each rocky cliff outlook seemed to be more impressive than the last.

The Coastline at Sleaford offered beautiful beaches with big sand dunes, and just behind the sand dunes, Sleaford Mere had a secret. The photos don’t do the scenery justice (I was focused on a couple of birds, strange that). But just behind the sand dunes in the photos is the beach and the bottom end of Spencer Gulf, before it runs into the Indian Ocean, while on this side as you can see, is an inland lake of sorts, with white rocks scattered and a couple of birds. One of which I’d never seen before, a White-Fronted Chat. That’s why the landscape escaped my attention 😊.

From there onto Whalers Way and more traditional coastline.

We also spent a day exploring Lincoln NP. That was a bit of fun, more coastline, emus and a very interesting (some would even say sporty,) dirt track.

See the two spotty lines, that’s the “breadcrumb trail” showing where we have driven. The line with the red arrow shows exactly where we were when I took the photo. Now, it took us twenty minutes to drive the bottom trail, and less than a minute to drive the same distance on the top trail. Honest; the road was that bad. Peter had to do about a twelve point turn just to get us out of there.

But we didn’t just stick to the coastline, in Peter’s never-ending task to mark off as many roads on the map as possible, we drove inland as far as Cummins.

Now, Coffin Bay has been high on my list of places to see, and I have to say, I was a little disappointed. I think the season and the weather had something to do with that. Coffin Bay is a tiny little town, we are travelling out of season, and it was very quiet and there really isn’t a lot to do there, other than the Oyster Farm tour. And let me tell you, we weren’t getting into that water to look at someone else’s food growing. Too blooming cold! Anyway, I was expecting the turquoise waters you see in the brochures, but they must have travelled north for the winter.

Saying that, we did enjoy our time there. There were emu’s just wandering around the town. In the parks, on the roads, by the Yacht Club; strange to see. And we did try the local oysters. Oysters are not my go-to seafood, and Peter doesn’t eat crustaceans, but we found the only restaurant open and needed food, so amongst other things, we had oysters. I have never seen an oyster so big. I mean they were huge, I have to say, they were delicious ) and farmed right there outside the restaurant. (The oyster farm tours are run from the restaurant.

Be warned, these are not the most flattering photos, but just look at the size of those things.

After we left Port Lincoln, we booked five nights in the Coffin Bay NP and absolutely loved it. For the most part, we were the only people there, and again we had a great view over the bay. There were heaps of emus in the area, a couple of small groups of kangaroos, and there was one little fellow who took a shine to Peter.

While we were there, Peter even took the opportunity to get the kayak down and had a couple of days on the water. While he was paddling, I was walking.

So, we have dipped our toes into the southern end of the Eyre peninsula, now we are ready to tackle the west.

See you out there somewhere

On tow and on the go!